So, I sleep with long johns on now. Ain’t no thang, but damn, it got cold all of a sudden. And rainy! And windy! I guess places are allowed to do that in winter, but it still seems wrong somehow. I think it has to do with the fact that it’s June freakin’ first and probably hothothot in LA.
Also, here’s the “painting” that hangs above my bed. Hi, Ronaldo.
But, when I look in the mirror hanging on the other side of the room, this is what I see, watching me as I sleep.
And I’m in the bedroom with a window, which is awesome, because it has a window (duh). The bad part is the window is single-paned and lets in cold air (see long johns) and it’s noisy in the morning as Greenmarket Square is setting up.
Here’s what that sounds like.
Rise and shine, right? At least I don’t have to worry about oversleeping.
It’s funny how much I can sense about the day just based on the sounds of the market. If I wake up in the morning and don’t hear any sounds outside, it’s before 6 a.m. and I can go back to sleep. If I wake up to the sounds of metal rods scraping against cobblestones, it’s probably between 6:30 and 7:00, unless it’s raining, then setup doesn’t start in full until 7:30 or so. The whole process happens in reverse in the evening around 5:30 p.m.
It’s amazing how much goes into setting up and taking down this market every day. And especially at this time of year, the down season for tourism, it never seems to be that busy. But every morning and every evening, every day of the week, the routine is the same.